Ten Again to Fight against Her Fate

The man smiled first, as if he was going to say something easy. Lu Ping stood behind me and took a small step back. Leaning on the brick bed bed, she placed a blue and white porcelain vase with lush flowers inside to hide her face, as if that would let her avoid what her brother was about to say.

"Our family can be considered to be rich in the local area." "My father may not have been a government official, but he did become a High Scholar." "Father is the clan leader, and is in charge of matters within the clan. His life is well off, and he is respected. Father usually raises flowers, plays with birds, and writes poems. Life is very easy."

"Later on, the officials who came back from China took a liking to our family's sacrificial fields and decided to use the land with poor production for exchange. Father felt that it was an ancestral land, so how could it be exchanged? He was adamant that he not agree, and thus we were left in a stalemate for the time being."

I thought I was done for, but who would've thought that when the late emperor suddenly passed away and the son of the consort became emperor, the scholars said that King Qi should have inherited the throne, so the new emperor rose to prison and captured a lot of people. Because he wrote a poem, he was sentenced to jail for it. From beginning to end, the man had a calm expression, as if he was speaking of a trivial story. His heart was firm and firm, but his heart seethed with an unquenchable hatred.

"After that, my mother thought of her relatives far away at the border. She told them to take the money and run away with me through the night. That night, a fire was set ablaze in my house. It was midnight, and no one was able to escape from it. " "Just a month ago, my mother gave birth to a younger sister, and I even held my younger sister in my arms. For the sake of preventing her from being insulted, my mother fed her medicine and let her sleep forever."

According to the laws of the Zhou Dynasty, children under the age of eight could be exempted from death penalty and be demoted to a slave. But because they were young, they were once the sons of noble families, and most of them died before they reached adulthood. Some lucky children would be brought up by their own people, but most of them were forced into slavery. One could imagine how desperate the mother had been after she had sent her son away. She had personally killed her little daughter, who was still in her infancy. Then she had ignited a huge fire and used the lives of her family to cover for her son.

Lu Ping could not bear to listen any longer. She kept wiping her tears away with the silk in her hand. Her choked voice lingered in her throat a few times. In the end, she managed to restrain herself from crying.

"I went to my aunt's house." The man's spirit was lifted, and he went on to narrate his story. "Take my mother and entrust me to my aunt, and give her the money. Then I'll go with my mother." I was very surprised that there was such a loyal servant. The matriarch arranged for her to escape with the young master in order to give her a way out, but she would rather accompany her own master on the path to the Yellow Springs.

"My aunt was kind to me at first, but I was young then and often missed my mother and cried at night. My aunt was patient at first, but then she got impatient." "The man grinned, as if laughing at his own youth and ignorance." "Later on, I finally learned that for a person like me who lives under someone else's roof, what qualifications does he have to make such requests?" The man laughed at himself as he turned the jade ring in his hand. Only then did I discover that the jade ring in his hand was like a pool of clear water, rippling under the orange light.

"Later on, I found out why my aunt treated me so well. It was actually because I never gave birth to a boy." The man laughed without any scruples. He had a very comfortable smile, as if he was very happy about it. "The one Aunt gave birth to is a girl again, it's Lu Ping." The man raised his head and looked tenderly at Lu Ping. His gaze was affectionate, "I didn't expect aunty to give away my newborn daughter to someone else. Since I was unwilling, I decided to give up." Then, when Lina was five years old and my aunt gave birth to a boy, she didn't have to worry about me anymore. She kicked me out of the house and then sold her. " The man's face returned to its serene state. It was as if the previous moment of warmth was just my imagination.

"I stole Lu Ping from home, and when I heard that Mother Du in the family was always doing good deeds, I took her to her house and hid in the shadows. Mother Du came home at night and saw the crying Lu Ping, so I brought her in, and then sent her to the mansion to be a little girl." "Hearing this, I couldn't help but be secretly shocked. I didn't know that Lu Ping and my grandmother's mother, Du, had such a relationship." Seeing that Lu Ping had a good home, I felt at ease to go out and adventure. " The man's eyes were fixed on Green Pingping. His eyes hid an infinite amount of gratification.

"Has King Qi treated you well?" I asked with a smile, pulling at the covers on my body. The cold wind blew through the cracks in the window, making me feel a little cold.

"Miss is really smart." The man raised his head, glancing at me with a playful, yet appreciative look in his eyes. "His Imperial Majesty, King Qi, has treated me extremely well. He's been extremely courteous." Lu Ping was shocked to hear me mention King Qi. It seems like she didn't know that her elder brother was one of the secret guards under King Qi's tutelage …

"King Qi wants you to pay attention to the Yang family's movements. Isn't it in line with your intention of taking care of Lu Ping?" Clearly, the only person he couldn't let go of in his heart was his sister. The task which King Qi had assigned to him just happened to suit him. Lu Ping was so stunned that she stood there motionless. I had to pour myself a cup of tea.

"Exactly!" The man lifted his robe and comfortably laid on the arhat chair, looking like a dissolute young master.

"The Qi King Hall has long known that I look like Princess Honghua." I took a sip of tea. The Da Hong Pao really can't be drunk on cold. It's really bitter.

"Sure enough, you don't have to trouble yourself to speak to the young lady." The man also picked up his teacup and sipped his tea. "Not like my silly little sister." Lu Ping gave Lu Ping a look. However, Lu Ping did not notice her brother's actions. She stood there in a daze, while the man smiled helplessly.

"Miss, do you want to know what Mistress Yang wants you to do?" My heart sped up. I had never been able to understand what my mother wanted to do with me. This was also the cause of my death in my previous life.

"I heard that in the past, because of a dispute between Lady Yang and the Lu family, she had gotten pregnant and her body was damaged. She never got pregnant again." The man gave a faint smile, "Back then, when the Qin Empress was pregnant with His Highness King Qi, she accidentally slipped and took Princess Honghua to the palace. The purpose of Princess Honghua travelling to the Qin family was to send a secret medicine for the empress to give birth. After saying this, the man stopped talking and sat on his chair with his chin propped up as he smiled at me.

So the mother was asking for medicine, it was laughable. Wasn't it the same when the concubine gave birth to a child under her name? The man seemed to see through my thoughts and sneered, "Mistress Yang is truly concerned about Master Yang. How can she bear to let another woman near his body? Naturally, she would do everything she can to beg her son." This was similar to the friendship between mother and father that grandmother had mentioned. Was there really such infatuated love?

"Just based on my looks, Princess Honghua's Qin family can give me medicine?" I can't let him lead me anywhere.

"Of course not." The man smiled, "But today, I was infatuated with Princess Honghua. Back then, the Qin family supported the wrong person, but now they want to find a way to please the wrong person. Is there any better way than to give him the one and only heart disease?" The way he looks at me is like a tool. I laugh at myself. That's right. Amongst these aristocratic families, isn't I just a tool used to recall my memories?

"Then what does Your Highness want me to do?"